New World
jonta

sitting alone on a boulder, only a puff of smoke from a cigarette accompanied him.sitting pensively, others if seen maybe he was thinking hard.but in fact, he was, it is loneliness that he actually feels.

jonta... that's his name, he was only 12 years old.the son of a well-to-do family.his father was a mayor in his residence, while his mother was a lecturer in a university.

maybe at a glance heard the story about him, people will think if his life is very comfortable, but not in fact.

jonta was born with flaws in both legs, making him unable to walk at all. it should be his parents who help jonta to be able to adapt to his circumstances, so that jonta can live normally.

unfortunately for jonta, the affection and support from parents who should have him in fact is just a beautiful dream in his sleep.His parents who feel high position are embarrassed to have children like jonta. as a result, Jonta lives in isolation, even though he lives in his home.whose parents know is just giving jonta money to meet his needs.

but.. different from here.in a world called new world.in this new world jonta can feel the name goes with both feet. a feeling he has not felt since he was born.

it's just that, jonta is not used to interacting with most people.His life has always been isolated makes it unable to relate well with people around him... jonta felt that his name was wasted from his environment.this time not because of his physical shortcomings, but because of his lack of ability to interact.

jonta's loneliness can be a little treated with friends he made. Maybe others can not say friends jonta friends as friends. because friends who jonta created is very taboo.

jonta's friend is an undead monster he created from his magic, a rare skill he bought from the new world black market.

"aboutdoor..."

the voice of an undead monster surprised jonta.maybe that ordinary people would only hear the roar of monsters, but different from jonta. himself who had created the monster, the monster, and his habit of interacting with his monster made him understand the language they used.

"what?" jonta certainly rose up from the rock and immediately left his seat earlier.Hide jonta in a tree not far from where he was sitting.

"who are they?" jonta saw a crowd of passers-by in the field.

"they must have killed the villagers!" jonta did not think long after seeing a bunch of people passing by. he immediately activated his flagship skill.

jonta smiled happily to find that the group of people had been surrounded by monster monsters.

the smile of the jonta disappeared after seeing a group of people break through the encirclement of the undead monster. "cowardly basics!"

not wanting to spend too much mana, jonta instantly deactivated his skill.One of the weaknesses of the undead summoner skill he possessed was the use of a huge mana. until jonta wears self-protective equipment that focuses on strengthening the amount of mana.

jonta lit his cigarette again, enjoying one of the world's poisons that he could not leave behind.

after spending a few cigarettes jonta again saw one of the people in the group out of the forest. "why did he come back?"

jonta checked his surroundings immediately, afraid that he would be ambushed impromptu. "is he alone?" jonta was astonished after inspecting the surrounding area which found no one else.

"fool... Find her dead!" jonta smiled happily, he re-activated his undead summoner skill to kill the person.

"mad...What kind of person is he?" jonta frowned to see the man finish off his undead monster monster easily.jonta also had to repeatedly summon back the monster that had been killed.

jonta was getting furious because the monster he called continued to be killed easily, while the person did not seem to get the slightest injury.whichever one he had was left a little, even a little, having to summon his summoner monster over and over again.

"shit... Why is this?" jonta just this time I'm faced with someone. usually he will easily finish off a group of players with his summoner skill.

jonta choked on his saliva when he saw a tornado appear suddenly and flew all of his undead monsters.he did not think his undead monster would be successfully paralyzed with one skill from his opponent.

aware that if he could not win, Jonta prepared to flee.fearing that his position would be known to his opponent.just now he would rise to his feet, a sword felt stuck to his neck.

the feeling of goosebumps immediately felt jonta all over his body, during the new world, only this time he felt a sensation on the verge of death.

"what else can you do now?" the question of the sword owner added to the sensation of fear jonta. jonta certainly did not dare to react.he was self-conscious if he acted wrongly, the sword stuck to his neck must have immediately done its final task.

"where did you get that undead monster?"

"i. i.. that's..."

"quick say!"

"did you kill the villagers to activate the skill?"

jonta was certainly getting panicked. Although his skill could be activated without the need to kill the villagers he would control, of course the man who was threatening him would not believe it just like that.

"ti... no. I only call the dead.. not me who killed him.." jonta replied with eyes filled with determination.

"how do I know you're not lying?" the man slightly moved his sword, making the jonta panic even more.

"i'm not lying!" jonta once again replied with eyes filled with determination.he tried his best to convince the man not to slash his sword at his neck.

although dying in the new world will only make the level go down, but for jonta who rarely interact with people and do not understand the outside world, things like this certainly make him very scared.

"ok.. I believe you.." the man immediately took off the sword that was on Jonta's neck and turned his back to leave the place.

jonta was certainly flabbergasted to see the man immediately believe him. "hey... You immediately believe it? what if I lied?"

the man only glanced back at the jonta. "i see the honesty of your gaze after all you've seen for yourself that it's not hard to kill you if you're lying."

jonta was immediately goosebumps again seeing the sharp gaze of the man.

"and one more." the man looked back sharply at the jonta.

"a... what is it?" the feeling of goosebumps came back all over his body.

"your pants are wet.just get changed!" the man pointed at her pants and left.

jonta immediately looked at his pants, and sure enough. unconsciously he had urinated in his pants earlier.jonta was very embarrassed by the incident.

"hey.. wait... I don't know what your name is yet?" jonta tried to get to know the man before he left. somehow he felt attracted to the man.not the interest in love, but the interest in being able to make friends.

yes.. friends.relationships that he is very difficult to get. jonta feels the man can be friends with him.

"name? what do you want?"

jonta was immediately confused by the man's question, but jonta tried to ventured to be friends with the man.

"i just want to be friends with you." jonta looked at the man with a hopeful look.

"huh... My name is USA. What's your name?"

"jonta..."

"good jonta. one piece of advice to you."

"what's that?"

"the next time introduce yourself before you get acquainted with someone else."

"uh..sorry?" jonta was increasingly embarrassed, he had forgotten the basic procedure of introduction.

"are you alone?"

jonta did not dare to answer the question directly.he just nodded his head.

alan certainly felt sorry for jonta for adventuring alone in the new world. "you want to come with me?"

alan's question is like a shooting star for jonta. for the whole new age this time there are people who invite themselves to adventure together. "of course.." jonta answered with enthusiasm.

"great.but change your pants first! that stinks!" alan closed his nose to signal jonta.